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Zhen Yuqian smiled silently, only looked at him with a pair of clear eyes, and looked at Giller's scalp numbly, so he quickly diverted the topic.

Yuan Hongxuan, who was on the side, didn't feel a little funny, it seemed that he was thinking too much. Giller's question is very sharp, no matter how he answers, he takes advantage of the moon, but he didn't expect that in the past few months that Brother Yuqian has been in power, he has also cultivated a 'copper wall and iron wall', and his face is also quite thick.

I won't speak, what can you do to me!

At night, the two were arranged to sleep in a luxurious palace, the moonset people are informal, there are many nameless people in this palace, if it is not for the maid to lead the way, they are afraid that they will get lost in this moonset palace. But even if it is famous, it is the language and writing unique to the moonset, and they generally can't understand the ghost drawings.

The second day is the festival of the moonset, and as soon as the sky is bright, the low and loud sound of the trumpet echoes for a long time. Lin Feng was the first to get up, the beard on his chin was half flattened, and he began to curse while rubbing his eyes.

"Are these barbarians intentional, they quarreled before the fifth watch arrived, and it caused a headache!"

Yuan Hongxuan didn't think there was anything, he also got up at this time on weekdays, not to mention that it was in someone else's territory, and he only squinted for a short time overnight.

After a short time, a maidservant girl came in with a copper basin, "Honorable guest, please freshen up, after freshening up, the king invites you to go to the main hall where you dined yesterday for breakfast, and then participate in the ceremony with the king!" ”

The sky is clear, the sun flows brilliantly like water, and the clouds as white as cotton wool wander wantonly in the sky.

Located on the outskirts of the city of Mungen, it is equivalent to a royal hunting ground, with endless meadows full of cattle and sheep and green grass.

In the middle of the meadow, surrounded by the convoys, is a huge bag made of stones, and the bag is hung with various colors of silk, each with various totems painted on it. In front of Ao Bao, there is a huge altar, on which the whole cows, sheep and pigs and various fruits are placed, and of course, good wine is indispensable.

On both sides of the altar were two fires, and the red flames rose to the sky, like two huge dragons.

The solemn sacrificial ceremony in front of him was continuing, and Lin Feng behind Yuan Hongxuan suddenly sneered, "The moonfall people are really funny, didn't they say that they were sacrificing to some Akha gods, but they bowed to a big stone pile, could it be that the stone pile is the god in their mouths?" ”

When he said this, he drew a chuckle from the entourage behind him.

"General Lin doesn't know this, the stone pile is called Ao Bao. In the grassland, there are many places where there are no landmarks such as hills, rivers, and woods, and all the grassland is seen at a glance, so people use stones to pile up Ao Bao as a road sign. Later, Ao Bao gradually evolved into a symbol of worshipping the mountain god, the road god and praying for a good harvest and the happiness and safety of the family. And the size of Ao Bao also represents the rank of the god sacrificed. The Ao Bao in front of him is so huge, you can imagine that this Aka god has the supreme status in the hearts of the moonfall people! ”

Under the sun, Shen Yuqian's face was plated with a layer of golden light, and his clear eyes were looking at the strange clothes in front of him without blinking, and a ghost-faced mage was jumping and jumping there, and there were words in his mouth.

"Brother Yuqian knows a lot about the culture of moonfall!" Yuan Hongxuan was amazed, and also glanced at Lin Feng behind him, whose face was full of embarrassment.

"It's just a temporary cramming of Buddha's feet when I left, and I looked through a few ancient books about moonset!"

None of them spoke again, focusing only on the sacrificial ceremony ahead.

In fact, the ceremony is probably no different from the Central Plains, but after the sacrifice, various entertainment programs will take turns.

Shirtless and burly warriors of all tribes began a wrestling competition, and the winning tribe was rewarded with cattle, sheep, horses, and grain. Of course, the main event is tomorrow's hunt.

The moonfall people hunt very differently from the Central Plains. The Central Plains people were accustomed to capturing prey with weapons such as bows and arrows in the mountains and forests, while the moonset people were accustomed to trapping their prey on horseback with a rope noose around the head to capture it, which seemed to show the exquisite skills of their steppe warriors.

The heavy twilight gradually enveloped the whole world, men and women held hands, sang and danced around the fire, everyone ate meat, drank wine, said vulgar but simple and understandable words, and the smiling faces in the firelight also reflected half of the sky.

"How nice it would be if there was no war!" Shen Yuqian's pupils reflected the flickering light, and he took a shallow sip of the mare's milk wine in the cup, and his voice was ethereal and distant.

"Yes, Zhi'er said that the four seas will be unified!"

Yes, when he was in the Bachelor's Mansion before, Zhi'er said the same thing to him, and at that time he asked her how she knew about it, and why she was so sure in tone. She just smiled mysteriously with her eyebrows bent and said, "You'll know later."

Thinking of Miao Zhi, the hearts of both of them sank for no reason. For so long, there has been no news from Zhi'er, and even from Yinan's side, there has been no news.

The moon was shining, and in the yurt in the city of Mungen, five people of similar size had been waiting here for a long time.

After a while, there was finally a sound of broken footsteps outside the door, and even the snorting of the surrounding horses could be heard clearly.

The wooden door of the yurt opened, and in came the tall and drunken Alatan Jile. He took off the pointed hat he was wearing on his head, waved his hand at the men, and motioned for them to sit down.

"Lord Giller, all of our people have arrived, just waiting for your order!" It was Uji, the patriarch of the Hugu tribe, who spoke, and the other three behind him were the three brothers who had come with him.

"Divide your men into three groups, take your weapons, and I will have them bring you into the hunting ground at night. There are heavy soldiers around the hunting ground, you must be careful, when you get there, there will be someone to answer you, and the clothes have been prepared for you, tomorrow, listen to my orders! ”

After Gille finished speaking, he handed a wooden sign to Uji, "This is my token, don't go out in the tent after you change your clothes, if anyone goes to inquire and show him this sign, there will be no problem!" ”

"Yes!" Uji took the sign and hurriedly put it into his arms.

A few people whispered in the tent, and the breeze outside the tent was blowing, and all you could hear was the rustle of the grass and the chirping of insects.

On the second day, the sun was shining, the breeze was smoky, and the sky was blue like a fine brocade, spreading thousands of miles and boundless. The brilliant sunlight, against the backdrop of the blue sky and white clouds, is like the color halo of the immortals, mysterious and beautiful. (To be continued.) )